unscrupulous angel

Wishful thinking?

Ling Guanghao nodded secretly, he knew what the old hooligan said was right.The Eternal Xuantian Great Formation is not simple, and it is true that he cannot compete with the Eternal Xuantian Great Formation with his own strength alone.

But what can he do?Could it be that he was allowed to do nothing and watch his clansmen being killed by those four giant swords?Then he can't do it.

The four palm prints were cut off by the four giant swords without any suspense at all, and then disappeared without a trace.Then, the speed of the four giant swords did not decrease, and they flew towards the crowd again.

Ling Guanghao's face was livid, and his teeth were almost crushed.

"Attack, attack me hard!"

The four giant swords cannot be eliminated by one's own strength, so the only way is to rely on everyone's strength.He believed that no matter how strong the four giant swords were, they would not be able to withstand the attack of 50 people.

No, it is no longer possible to say 50 people, because not long after the formation was launched, at least a thousand people died.

The power of the Eternal Xuantian Formation is well-deserved!

The people of the seventh race are naturally aware of the horror of the Eternal Xuantian Formation.After listening to Ling Guanghao's words, he naturally launched an attack as if playing his fate.

But the speed of their attacks is far from being comparable to Ling Guanghao.In addition, these people are fighting on their own, and they don't know how to cooperate at all.The attacks released were chaotic, and the threat to the four giant swords could be said to be small.

The four giant swords tore open a hole in the intensive attack, descended from the sky, and slashed fiercely among the crowd!

In an instant, a large amount of blood rose into the sky, as if the night sky was dyed bright red.

"Tsk tsk, this formation kills people, it's really awesome!" The big hooligan couldn't help shaking his head and sighed. At this time, he was much more relaxed than the old hooligan.Because most of the attacks of the army of the seventh race were aimed at the four giant swords controlled by the old rascal.This reduced the pressure on the three giant swords he controlled.

So, he controlled the three huge swords and attacked Ling Guanghao continuously.

Although he knew that it was impossible for Ling Guanghao to be killed by the three giant swords, there were no absolutes in the world. If Ling Guanghao was careless for a while, would he really be killed?That would be really crooked!

In the world of bursts, the sky is dark, and in the deepest part of Xingpan Valley, Lao Wu, Rogue Long, Mo Tianling and others are all frowning, almost giving the word "worry" It's engraved on the forehead.

The continuous powerful energy fluctuations let them know that a big battle was going on.

But that battle was an unequal battle at all.Two people plus a formation, against the 50 army of the seventh race, there is no chance of winning at all!

"Don't worry, those two people are not the ones who will choose to die. If something goes wrong, they will withdraw." Sophie is very calm, not because she is not worried about big hooligans and old hooligans, but because she really is. Knows Big Rogue all too well.

Everyone nodded slightly, knowing that Sophie was right.But knowing Gui Zhi, it is completely impossible for them not to worry.

Before I knew it, three hours passed.

Everyone still put their hearts into their throats one by one. They didn't know how the battle was going over there, but the energy fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger.

This made everyone feel that the battle, the important moment, seemed to be approaching soon!